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It’s your first Easter together as a blended family and you’ve decided to use the baskets your kids already have.

Except your idea of an Easter basket is different than his/her’s. It’s a little late to run to the store and pick up new ones. So instead of using the old ones for candy use them to do the egg hunt. Grab like-sized bowls and fill for each child. No like-sized bowls in the house?

No problem. Lunch bags will work, decorate them or have the kids do it. The candy that doesn’t fit in the bags can go into a big family bowl. 

This way, no one feels mistreated. Next year buy new baskets all the same to help your family feel blended, or continue with your new make-your-own-basket tradition.

Image: Grant Cochrane / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

posted by Diana Lesire Brandmeyer

My Family without our Sara
This is our original family, the three boys with Ed and I. Josh is getting married, he’s the youngest. Standing next to him is Andy and Ben (he’s married to Sara) is next to Andy.

Ed and I relieved that everything went so well.

Getting ready to cut the cake.
They had a table full of sweet things as well.  That’s Bri with Josh. 

Here’s the whole wedding party and there’s our Sara in green with her hand raised. 

It’s going to be SOOOOO good to have two women in the family.

This weekend is the shower for my soon to be daughter-in-law, Brianna. My other daughter-in-law, Sara and I are enjoying every second of preparing for this event.

I can’t tell you the things we have done, but next week I’ll post a few photos. Pink and silver are involved, some chocolate, and sparkles…that’s all I can say, check back next week!

We aren’t getting taller but our family is expanding. I love it! When my boys were small I never envisioned the day there would be other women in their lives. Silly me! Everyone came home New Year’s Eve for my husband, Ed’s birthday. He was surprised when he came through the door and saw so many friends and family. I’m so glad his sister had us take a family photo. I would have forgotten!

Later that night we went to Mr. and Mrs. Delightful’s house for dinner, board games and Wii. That was so much fun! I’d never played before and guess what? I still throw the ball backwards in bowling!

 

This is Andy. Cute isn’t he? He made this ornament in 2nd grade, I think. I thought I would remember everything my kids did and said that were adorable but doesn’t work that way!

Andy has always been creative, making things with paper, drawing, guitar–his hair.

I’m so proud of him. He has just received his first Masters in Art and graduated with a 4.0. Yes, I said first. He’s going for his second and will be done next year. Then he plans on teaching art on the University level. Right now he has some of his work for sale on ETSY I really want the painting of the man, he sort of looks like my hubs.

All  my sons as they were growing up,  received a special ornament on St. Nicks. The hope was they would take these with them and adorn their own trees someday, that the ornaments would bring them treasured memories.

We still have Andy’s ornaments since he hasn’t found his permanent home yet. As I hung this one on the tree he called home to tell us about his grades.

For Andy every year I tried to find something to represent the talent I saw in him that year. Now I have a new memory to go with this one. Maybe he’ll let me keep it.

At 2 p.m. the phone rang.
“Hey, just wanted to let you know I’ll be a little late tonight.” said hubs.
“Okay, why?” I asked.
“I had an accident. Don’t freak. I’m fine. I knocked over a telephone pole. The truck and trailer are going to need some work. The ambulance came even though I told them I didn’t need them.” said Hubs.
My heart is in my throat. “I’m so glad you are okay. Was anyone else hurt?”
“No. I moved over so another car could pass and the wheel of the truck was to heavy for wet shoulder and it caved in as I started to drive off. The trailer hit the same spot and fishtailed across the road and knocked down the pole. Anyway I’m waiting for the sheriff so I’ll be late.”

I hang up glad he’s at least going to be coming home.

2:05 the phone rings again.
My mom is on the phone crying. Now my mom doesn’t cry. She’s lost 3 sons and a son-in-law she’s the strongest woman I know. If she’s crying the world is about to end.
It takes her a moment to get it out. “I didn’t want to call you.” gasp “I had to though. You have to know.”
Okay, forget the telephone accident I’m really upset now.
“What? What do I have to know?”
“Josh called me.” Josh is my youngest son he’s 22.
“Josh? Why?”
“He didn’t want me to tell you. I told him I had to and he hung up on me.”
This is not good. Josh would never do that to his grandmother.
“What did he say?”
“He said he’s in jail and he needs $2500 to get out. He was arrested for drunk driving.”
Now I’m really upset. Josh is working upstate. This can’t be right. He wouldn’t do this sort of thing, drinking driving and calling his grandmother for money something in the world must have happened to cause this insanity. Besides I had texted him and he replied less than two hours earlier.
“Mom, it’s okay. I’ll call him and see what’s going on. You did the right thing.”
“He’s going to hate me for telling you but I could just take the money to this place and have them send it to him without telling you.”

I call Josh, he doesn’t answer his phone. I leave him a nice mom message. I love you, you need to tell dad and I what is going on so we can help.That wasn’t satisfactory for me so I texted him. “Where are you?”
Less than a second later one came back. “Working.”
I texted him, “Call me now.”
He called and said, “What grandparent died?” (you have to know our history, this is not a crazy question)
“None of them, but one of them called and said you called asking for bail money because you are in jail.”
“What!!!!!” Silence. “I’m at work. I didn’t call. Hang up I’m calling Grandma right now.”

Turns out there are some really evil people out there messing with older people. Make me very angry that they would put my mom through this. Josh is a good kid and if he were in trouble the last person he would call would be his grandmother. 

So those ten minutes were unpleasant but tonight as I write this I’m thankful the story ended with only truck and trailer damage and a traumatized mom.

UPDATE
MSN does a report on scams puled on Grandmparents